Another night, again so blue.
Suffering in pinching darkness,
clutched in the paws of solitude.
These reflexive thoughts are withering my mind.
This loneliness and desolation burns me from inside.
Them barbaric humans are not of my kind,
I find myself oscillating between love and hate,
I am love and they are hate.
It all comes out of my eyes in the form of tears,
And washes away my face,
Yet you ask me why i smile so bright? Why my eyes sparkle?
I tell you that is how.
Suffering in pinching darkness,
clutched in the paws of solitude.
These reflexive thoughts are withering my mind.
This loneliness and desolation burns me from inside.
Them barbaric humans are not of my kind,
I find myself oscillating between love and hate,
I am love and they are hate.
It all comes out of my eyes in the form of tears,
And washes away my face,
Yet you ask me why i smile so bright? Why my eyes sparkle?
I tell you that is how.
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